Where do I even begin? The world seems to be filled with chaos, but let me start with this: I’m here for you. I see you. I hear you. I support you.
I see you.
I notice the anxiety in your eyes as you tightly hold your child’s hand while crossing the street, and the sadness that lurks in the lines on your face. I recognize the uncertainty you feel, questioning how our society perceives you and how we’ve ended up in such a tumultuous space.
I also see the love that shines through when you comfort your little one after a tumble, snuggle your baby as they drift off to sleep, or tenderly brush your daughter’s hair while she gazes up at you. I see your resilience and the flicker of hope that remains bright in your heart. Your head held high with quiet dignity tells me that you believe in justice, and you trust that it will emerge victorious.
I hear you.
I hear the passion in your voice as you stand up for your community and for all who face injustice. I hear the tiredness in your words, a fatigue compounded by the everyday struggles we all face—work, parenting, health issues—along with the additional weight of prejudice due to your faith or ethnicity.
I hear your commitment to unite against xenophobia and racism. I hear your curiosity as we exchange book suggestions and ideas for social change. Your strong voice reminds me that we are still a nation united, but more importantly, I hear the joy in your laughter and your acts of kindness.
I see you, I hear you, and I’m here to support you. Now and always. Through the good times and the bad, I will fight alongside you, listen to your joys and sorrows, and embrace our shared humanity. While I may not fully understand your experiences, I am dedicated to learning and empathizing.
I will share in your hopes and prayers for a brighter future. And when those hopes and prayers fall short (which they often do), I will stand with you against hate and intolerance. I will reach out—text, call, visit—because while there are larger issues at hand, your individual struggles matter to me.
Our appearances might differ; your hijab and my baseball cap might symbolize different stories. We may have diverse definitions of God or different cultural backgrounds, yet we are undoubtedly more alike than we are different. We are all part of the same family—brothers and sisters sharing this world. Our differences only add to our richness and strength as a community.
We’re in this together. So while it’s hard to express the depth of my love for all humanity, especially my Muslim brothers and sisters, please remember this: I see you. I hear you. I support you. And because words can only do so much, I promise to show you.
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In summary, I stand with you in solidarity, committed to celebrating our shared humanity despite our differences.